Blue Scream Compilation
Werra Foxma Records
TBR: June 4th
Pre-orders can be taken from the 7th of May so look into that, this record is directly raising money for the Warminster Community Radio Project. Their outdated systems need a complete renovation and the staff all deserve a hot meal. The record is comprised of interesting and intelligent indie electro from across the board. If it's on the Werra Foxma radar then it's on the album. Seventeen hearty pieces of computer and keyboard music populate this fantastic selection from the talented underground scene. When you don't have the financial backing to make you look cool in front of millions then it truly is only about the quality of the sound itself. Let's get to know some artists.
A mashed computer sound garbles a melodic language of intermittent data as a drumbeat builds within. A crash of symbol brings on a synthesiser string that harmonises and drags through the water like a surfboard. The twinkling of digital noise merges beautifully with the progressive build of bass, rhythm, and tune. Eonlake brings us Windows and Walls and it starts the album wonderfully.
The Central Office Of Information are next with Windows Over Warminster. Drunken trombone sounds curl over a melodic phrase that bounces like a balloon filled with water. Drums and bass crawl in, the slow and meaningful pace draws us in as the synthesiser melody mutates and evolves while carrying the same basic form. The tone shifts from low to high and distortive areas of the wave are moved to kiss various sections. A throbbing bass continues to push a tempered rhythm onwards as meandering notes carry through.
Next, a scattering of hisses and beats unravels into a chunky rumbling sensation. New percussion lands like a helicopter on the rattling and shifting drums. Heavy electronic effects seriously warp the sounds to bring out a mechanical and engineered feel to the beats. These suddenly drop and a gradual humming buzz continues through the silence. Bam, the beats return, bass collapsing the peace with thumps of fizzy depth. Rei Nakatani's Body Movements and Vibrations sounds like something by Autechre with an extra level of aggression.
Next is Bombing Around Lost Pond Not Giving A Shit by Kieran Mahon. It shimmers into being on the radiant waves of multi-tone synthesiser. Streaks of energy fizz and saw as wobbly strings waver in harmonising phrases. Switches are pushed and the tones begin to change, loops and bends in the notes snake around until a wandering bass begins to dabble with the energy. Scattered synthesiser rises in an ever increasing mash-up of sensations and feelings described by note selections and types of synthesiser sound.
A gated synthesiser roars from the silence left behind. It grows in intensity and extra synthesiser tones spiral from the crevices. Rhythm opens, toms and bass work with snare and cymbal to match the flow of paced sonic delivery. A techno feel with a slowed down element works into the sound like a massage as bass and tone thump in a graceful ballet of beats. Untitled by Simon Klee throws the moves while hypnotising with layers of harmony and progressive build.
Runcorn New Town Development Plan by Warrington howls with atmosphere and scope. A stereoscopic sphere of synthesiser chants in slow swishes of fluttering sound. Chimes echo through the haze, deep scratching bass edges fill the trenches of groove as the lighting flashes with charming harmony. Electric lights at night shine with a glare that produces a glow that shines with straight lines that follow as we move. Their angles flicker and catch us as we avert our eyes to turn a corner.
A hissing fizz like a radio gradually finds a station and melodic phrases hum out through the crackling sound. Beats and bass follow, they dig through and calmly assert a feral yet safe energy. Sampled voices chatter in distant phone-calls and it's only our heightened hearing that lets us know. Dripping wet bass describes a cartography of contour that sweeps us along on long roads of sparsely used adventures. Something Larger Than Oneself by Bendu carries us on a smooth wave of heartfelt direction.
Crash Dog Whimpers opens with a windswept expanse, bass and mid range sounds whip through open armed carvers that lead into oblivion. A voice murmurs through the patchwork of moving air and all it carries. Loops and echo work in unison to invigorate the sound with a continually growing presence. Autumna's track moves slowly through the branches, peering through one branch at a time as it draws nearer to the scene. Around half-way, a drum score begins. It suddenly pricks the ears and, with a low-bit feel, begins to add energy to the flow.
A choral voice calls out over the landscape and tweeting birds chirrup nearby. The sun comes out as a sound rolls into a huge wave of synthesiser that shines over every aspect. Blinded by the high-intensity brightness, the sound of the voice carries through in a capsule of protection. Dogs Versus Shadows brings us Reader of Dust, it comes and goes with sudden surges of intoxicating energy.
A high-pitched exploration of oddity ensues as a fat bass pumps the air in hot. We get to sit back a Steve Hadfield outlays Breakbeak. Ambient melodics scamper like woodland mammals through the undergrowth as long stretches of powerful energy float through the treetops. Roots dig down and form handheld connections through the tightly compressed soil. The music progresses, a synthesiser lead takes a wander through the scenery and admires various structures. As the horizon stretches again the whole orchestration adds its dynamic to the dreamy ensemble. It shifts again, this time a whole array of breakbeats and atmospheric curdling sensations top the layer.
A slow a self-reflective tune is plucked from the darkness as reverb follows behind like ducklings on a dark river. A telephone voice with a deep nostalgia falls into place with grace. We're taken back to dream-worlds where the world seems so infinite. Perhaps the world feels closed now because our grown-up selves sense our own mortality thus defining a period of time to base all measurements on. The music takes us through a cheery yet gloomy juxtaposition between uplifting melodies and deep and meaningful lows. Letters From Mouse gives us Chain Of Flowers. To be 6 again and making daisy chains. My fingers are too big now, I've tried.
A staircase of tone unfolds and we go up and down in a fun loop. Then a vocal sample opens a can of intrigue and rhythms start to coalesce. A shift in pitch allows a growth into more vocal sample, an instructional video perhaps. More drums then roll in, they thump and crash with cymbal, bass, snare, and tappety hats. Strange harmonies grow like ice crystals from tree branches in repeating phrases of sound. The Natural Scientist by Soul Flask reverberates with windswept colours.
Meditation VII begins. This slow-burner by Forest Robots shimmers through stalks of glowing illumination. Humming back-drops flow from piece to piece across bars that glisten with dew and morning reflections. Droplet notes twinkle like juicy ripe bells that shake with condensation as the tones are sounded.
A lively mixture of tones begins to dance like bouncing raindrop. Drums start to rattle and tap with wooden sounds as cymbals grow to meet the organic bass. A deeper kick then falls in, it rumbles with a subtle kick that pushes all else to the side. Gentle flowing notes drape the snowy roadside as moving vehicles crush the ice shapes that have appeared overnight. 1 By Tayus has been remixed by Mike K Smith.
A smooth and ethereal long-distance chime begins to strike abstract melody as a deep bass looms in from beneath. A swoosh of power helps more ghosts to rise from the churning waters that froth and ripple at our feet. More pounding rhythm delicately places new layers down that radiate with a surge of emotion. The Train by Star Madman progresses in a smooth and slow dance towards us with flashing eyes and kung-fu footprints.
String and Rings by Apta opens with a humming and warmth that joins in with plucked notes. Sleepless drones keep an interesting harmony as warm and breathy keyboards rise in sentimental lines. Deep harmony reveals in keyboards that dig and reinforce the delicate steps of child-like introspection. Slow and thoughtful arpeggios scale the distances as dreaming images shine down upon us.
The final number begins on an abstract rumble and deep chime. A marching band rhythm begins to flare the outskirts while the central spongy texture continues to unwind. The rattling snares continue to strike their tempo until everything stops. A brief moment lapses until it begins again with an addition of playful synth that repeats with layers and harmony building over each pass. Inster (Part1) by Darrg is an artistic and experimental drive through old fashioned 2D scenery.
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